The World is too corrupt to end poverty

This image was created as a  poke at the way we are constantly bombarded everyday with imagery specifically designed to distract your mind from the truly important aspects of life.

The slogan 'The World is too corrupt to end poverty' really means 'The Mind is too corruptable to end poverty', because our minds are far too easily distracted by the materialistic and superficial aspects of life, rendering our minds insullar, introverted, self-centered and blind to the true nature of reality, thus distracting us from mankinds true potential towards all of our Brothers and Sisters.

                                                                                                          By Arnie Canoe 

Abstract word 1: Art



Abstract Word 1

This image is a straight forward four lined layer of the word 'Art'. Each line is written in a different colour building up to a surprisingly psychedelic image even though it is quite basic in it's construction.

The idea behind it is simple: We all look at art everyday, be it in an art gallery, a book or magazine, a photo, stunning architecture, a piece of sculpture, nature in all it's forms, or the everyday going's on in life.

This image quite simply tells you that the 'Art' you are looking at really does comprise of 'Art'. This way there is no need to for debate as to 'What it is', or 'Weather or not it is art' because the piece spells it out for you by being comprised of the very word we potentially debate and ponder..'Art'.


                                                                                                                  By Heston Quiff

Vacant Cabbages

Mindless Golems 3

As the vaccuous garbage that is 'Celebrity Big Brother' pollutes the minds of the masses once again with a programme format that can only be described as a 'Disneyland Concentration Camp For The Pathologically Stupid', it is quite clear to see that the rise of the 'Golems' in all their thick, moronic glory is drawing closer by the day!

                                                                                                  By Arnie Canoe

The many faces of 'Victoria Beckham': Face 1

Cellular Loneliness

This image of 'Victoria Beckham' is one of many that clearly shows the huge array of  diverse, creative, and stylish poses that she possesses in her amazing modelling repertoire.

The above picture in particular was carefully squeezed out of 'Victoria's' plasticated, skeletal jowls using a mix of  Scientology's satanic ramblings, and dumb nausea syndrome tablets.

A huge selection of 'Victoria's' pictures were sifted through by a crack team of moronic cabbages in order to select the above image to start off this new blog segment.

And so it is with great satisfaction that 'Victoria's' team of moronic cabbages are able to bring you this image of 'Victoria', the first of what will be many more in the future.

                                                                                                            By Roland Barnacle    

The lost art of standing still

Tie worn by lengthy cousins strays to the left and invokes the rage of a slimy little man cloaked in a fresh tuxedo sandwich and garnished with loose bowel coverings all drip drip drippy like eye clack custard on a smooth dance floor anorak gently swaying in the summer breeze now raising to a plum apple crumble all sweet crust yummy yummy and moist like Bo Derek's furry hood now showing its true colours to a cinema gang somewhere near greystoke the concrete gibbon legend whose soul was tempted by wings of lemon barley enriched with a golden shower of egg yolk fried like a good one but lacking that sunny side up tempting which really sends ape folk into gravedigger slurry fever on acrobatic findings on sediment trappings on empty vessels on tepid ponds on dance floor again with an entire disco abattoir chorus line teaching the world and the hairy apes the lost art of standing still which will always pose the immortal question as to weather or not Tarzan could really have by any stretch of the imagination fried himself an egg if left in the kitchen alone with just a loin cloth skiddy for company.

The lost art
Of standing still
Leaves us covered
In fine layers of silt
The lost art
Of standing still
Drops a red gun
In front of your feet
The lost art
Of standing still
Throws a cloak
On top of your head
The lost art
Of standing still
Pours a glass
Of wine on your lap


The above cut-up was created using two pieces of prose, both of which date back to 2004.

 By Spartacus Mole

How the stars relax part 5: Dolly Parton



I love to yodel

Dolly Parton, Poodle permed humanoid airbag, and designer of elaborate flannels likes to relax by gatecrashing children's pool parties, and body surfing naked down the water slide whilst yodelling.

                                                                                                   By Roland Barnacle

Reptilian update: Part 1

The Saxe-Coburg Gotha dynasty

So here we are 2012, and a multi-million pound Diamond jubilee beckons amidst a manufactured recession within our fake economy in which the good old tax payer has to tighten their belts once again, along with footing the bill for not only the 2012 'Illuminated' Olympic games, but also the grotesque show of hereditary inbreds, and cold hearted monstrosities 'The Royal Familys' Diamond jubilee celebrations.

The Saxe-Coburg Gotha Germanic dynasty, once again feeds like a parasite off the back of all that fall below them in their rankings.

And for those of you who do not know what rank you are in the eyes of the Monarchy it can be summed up in one word: PEASANT.

Yes that's right regardless of what class background you are from this is what you are in the eyes of the Monarchy. It does not matter if you are a self-made millionaire, Doctor, Teacher, Refuse collector, Cleaner, or any other profession spanning the entire class system...you are still in the eyes of the Monarchy a PEASANT. 

But guess what? I would rather be a PEASANT than a cold blooded bunch of sinister reptiles any day...what about you?

                                                                                                                By Hector the mute  

Derek and the Octopus

The character of 'Derek' is representative of mankind's coldness towards certain forms of life if they are not deemed 'Cute', or 'Cuddly', or in some way able to interact with us in a safe, yet physical manner.

The Octopus, amazing as they are, is of course representative of an animal not immediately seen as 'Cute', or 'Cuddly', yet just because something is not necessarily seen in this way does not make it more, or less worthy of mans care and attention.


                                                                                                                 By Charlie Cornflake

Mindless automatons

Golems 2

The Golems are starting to appear everywhere throughout society. Only this morning did I notice two Golems trying to kick start a bin..I tried to explain to the two Golems that the bin was not in fact a Motorbike but actually a bin for putting rubbish into, but after a few brief grunts, copious dribbling, and more arse flatulence than a gassed out Horse I realised my efforts were pointless.

The more dumbed down we allow ourselves to become by watching banal, excruciatingly moronic T.V. programmes, and by believing the lies spewed out from anal politicians and the vile media, the closer we move towards becoming mindless automatons...just like the Golems!!

                                                                                                                     By Arnie Canoe

You are all the same

Collage H.M.P

This collage was created by Mr Brian Marigold Clog whilst on a brief 4 year sabbatical at Her Majesty's Pleasure Butlins styled holiday camp Norwich prison for crimes against humanity.

Posted by Mr Brian Marigold Clogs long lost identical Siamese twin Heston Quiff. 

How the stars relax part 4: Lindsay Lohan

I am an arse Clarinet virtuoso

Lyndsey Lohan, Septic Venezuelan knee wart, and time travelling blob of smegma, likes to relax by shoving a clarinet up her arse and playing the back catalogue of 'Acker Bilk'.

By Roland Barnacle

How the stars relax part 3: Kenny Rogers



I am a juggling Sasquatch

Kenny Rogers, Guitar twanging Sasquatch, and the only man on Earth with musical shit, likes to relax by teaching Mensa students how to juggle warm sheep's testicles whilst heavily sedated on Diazepam.


By Roland Barnacle

Only a handful of people exist 1: Russell Brand

The world only consists of a few hundred people, all of the rest are just imitations according to the mainstream media. The beautiful people of today are the same as the beautiful people of the past and the beautiful people of tomorrow.

A friend of stroke victim Jonathan Ross is his male bimbo partner in slime Russell Edward Brand. The walking medication cabinet junkie Brand was born in Grays, Essex as the only child to a family of photographers. He had an isolated and lonely childhood which in his 'adult life', if you can call it that, he is desperately trying to make up for by surrounding himself with all manner of members of the criminally insane including fifteen of his own multiple personalities. The boy has problems...

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